Glycerine Chapter 11 teaser

Y'all know the drill. Not beta'd lalalala

“Esme.” He smiled and shifted away from Bella. His eyes focused on the beautiful girl in front of him.

Esme flicked her eyes briefly to Bella before dismissing her. Wrapping her arms around Edward’s neck she planted her lips against his. “I have been waiting since the day I heard you resumed this role to do that.”

“Have you now?” Edward chucked, his hand sliding to her waist and pushing slightly, wanting to create a bit of distance between them.

“Oh Edward,” Esme laughed, playfully hitting his stomach. ‘You know the only reason I took this role was to have dirty sex scenes with you.”

Edward grinned and gripped her a little tighter, unaware that the color had drained from Bella’s face. “Well, I’ll do my best not to disappoint.”

Bella swallowed around the lump in her throat and stepped to the side. She felt like an outsider suddenly and she wanted nothing more than to escape the sick feeling twisting in her stomach. Unfortunately, slipping out the door and away from Esme and Edward did nothing to relieve her tension, because neither seemed to notice she’d left.

Glycerine Ch10 Teaser

All errors are mine, not beta'd lalala

Hopping off the bed she crossed the room and dug through her bag before spinning and tossing a granola bar on Edward’s bare chest. “This is neither stale nor nasty. Dinner is served.” She bowed at the waist and swept her arm out wide with a flourish.

“Doesn’t it get exhausting?” Edward ripped the wrapper from the granola and took a bite from the end.

“Does what get exhausting?”

“Being such a smart ass all the time.”

Bella moved to the bed and snatched the granola bar from his fingers before he could protest. Breaking off a huge piece, she popped it into her mouth and shrugged. “I don’t know, does being an asshole ever get exhausting for you?”

“I’m not an asshole.”

“And I’m not a smart ass.”

“You’re impossible.” Edward huffed out a breath and snagged what was left of the bar from her hand.

”It seems we at least have that in common.”

“We gotta start somewhere, right?” Edward tugged on her arm, pulling her to sit beside him on the bed. He wasn’t normally a touchy-feely guy, but he’d been denied time and time again when it came to touching her, and he’d be damned if he would pass up the chance now.

Glycerine Ch 9 Teaser

THIS IS NOT BETA'D AND SUBJECT TO ALL THE EDITS!! ALL OF THEM!

Edward glared at his hand wrapped around the knob of his dressing room door. His late night activities and hellish day on set had his temper balancing on a knife’s edge. Not to mention the fact he never heard from Bella. Maybe he was being presumptuous thinking she’d text him back. But why didn’t she? Was she asleep? Was she out? Or was she just flat out ignoring him?

His jaw clenched, both in aggravation at himself and at her. But mainly at her. He didn’t understand what she’d done to him, but trying to stay away from her over the past week had taken more energy than chasing her. So what choice did he have? She was forcing his hand without saying or doing anything. The level of annoyance this revelation caused was astronomical.

“Fuck it.” He pulled open his door and moved down the hall to Bella’s office. If she was there he’d talk to her, if not then he’d just go home. He shoved his hands into his pockets and sauntered down the hall. His face showed nothing but a familiar look of cocky confidence. He didn’t spare a second glance at the other people in the hall, they weren’t important, nothing mattered other than his destination.

He turned the corner of the hall and slowed his steps. He could see part of her behind her desk, she had her hair twisted up on top of her head and a pencil trapped between her teeth. Sucking in a deep breath he moved to the door, pulling his hand from his pocket he knocked on the frame twice.

Bella lifted her head, her eyes widening at she stared at Edward. He pushed his hand back into his pocket and crossed one leg in front of the other. “Hey.”

Glycerine Ch8 Teaser

Ohai! This is not beta'd. I know it's short, but I'm trying to wrap up the chapter!! See y'all Friday!

Edward stared at his phone in disbelief. He wasn't sure what happened in the last couple of hours to change her mind, but he wasn't going to complain. Especially since he was already on his third take for a scene he'd rehearsed to the point of perfection. But he couldn’t focus, because his conversation with Bella continued to play on a loop in his mind, serving as a constant distraction. Bella was a constant distraction.

He’d been on the verge of an epic tantrum when she’d texted. As soon as he’d read her message, it was like a weight had lifted from his shoulders and the knot in his stomach loosened. He refused to think about why that was but, one take later, he nailed the scene.

By the time they wrapped for the day he was exhausted. He had no idea what to expect when he was face to face with Bella again but, no matter how tired he was, not going wasn't an option.

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Glycerine Ch7 teaser

This is NOT beta'd

Edward shifted his weight. He wasn’t sure how to tell her his plan without pissing her off. He hated feeling unsure and awkward, it wasn’t who he was. He got what he wanted when he wanted it. The fact he had to work this hard to fuck a girl still pissed him off. “What about Friday?”

Bella hesitated. She’d promised James she’d go look at some buildings he was interested in. He was almost to the point where he had enough money for his own place and wanted her opinion.

Edward took her hesitancy as something else. “Unless you already have a date that is. I wouldn’t want to interrupt...again.”

“Friday should be fine. So why don’t you tell me where, before you say something else that pisses me off. Because I’m this close to junk punching you and telling you to fuck off for good.”

“My friend, Carlisle, offered to let us use his place," Edward said in a rush. He wasn't interested in either option she'd given him. "It’s just, we’d be hounded in public, and paps are always around my house.”

Bella’s feelings were a mix of relief and anger, followed by resignation. She knew he was hiding her, that he didn’t want to be seen with her in public. Hell, she didn’t want her picture all over the place as Edward’s latest conquest either. “So day after tomorrow? You’ll get me the directions?”

“Yeah, um, what kind of food do you eat?”

Bella sighed and stepped closer, unbuttoning the shirt in her hands. “Order whatever you want. I don’t really think food is what we’ll be focused on anyway.”